"You bringin' out a side of me that I don't know. I decided we weren't gon' speak, so why we up 3 A.M. on the phone..." Kanye sang as I stared at the house, sitting in my car.
I was here since ten minutes and still I couldn't encourage myself to get out of my damn car and walk up the driveway. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and ran my hand trough my hair.
I shouldn't have come. I should've stick up to our plan.
I opened my eyes again and exhaled.
"Do it!" my inner voice told me.
In the moment I wanted to turn off the radio, a car rolled up and parked on their driveway.
Tamina and Harry got out quickly and a third door was opened. My hand slipped from the button and turned the volume a bit down.
Melody stepped out of the car; wearing nothing but shorts and a t-shirt. Things which were way too large for her. Things a guy would wear.
My hands clenched into fists.
Melody was carrying a dress and a purse. When she closed her door, she froze. Slowly she looked up, exactly in my direction.
My heart started beating like crazy as I tried to cover myself. My eyes were still lying on her.
Her big eyes stared at my car, but then Mel shook her head and followed the others who were just entering the house. As the front door closed, I sat up again.
So she was dating again. Or she has slept at a friend's house. Or she has just slept with...
I swallowed. No.
"I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told: Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless... How could you be so heartless? Oh... How could you be so heartless? Heartless, heartless, heartless..."
I turned off the radio and took a deep breath.
So she was probably over me. Okay. I could live with that. Perhaps.
I started the engine and hit the gas. I drove to the Hotel she had told me about and gave some guy my keys. I didn't care as the paparazzi started taking photos of me.
I entered the hotel, took the lift to the fourth floor and knocked on door number 4708.
She opened the door with a smile and asked "Yes?" Then her eyes widened and she said "Justin! Hi!"
We hugged and as we parted again I said "Surprise, Mandy."
She hugged me again, held my tight and said "I can't believe you're actually here or that you took my offer! Come in, come in."
When I entered my room, Harry and Tamina were already sitting on my bed. Without a comment, I gave them my phone. While they watched the videos, I emptied my purse and changed my clothes in my bathroom. When I came out, both looked relieved at me.
"What?" I asked and Harry started smiling.
"Look," he said and I walked up to him.
He started the video again. It was the second video, the part when Zeke says "... because Miss Party-till-we-die has spilled a drink over me." He laughed and the camera came closer to his face. Then my screen went dark again and Harry stopped the video.
"Okay and what does that say? That I probably kissed his cheek, I know. And?" I asked and looked up at them.
"You kissed his cheek and then dropped the phone as you guys started kissing," Tamina said and my stomach twisted. So I kissed him.
"Okay," I said. "How do you know that?"
"You could hear it," Harry explained and I felt how my face became red.
"But then you said something to him. Something... very interesting," he went on and I stared at him. Suddenly a memory flashed.
I kissed Zeke on his cheek and chuckled as he held me closer to him. He started kissing my neck and collarbones and his hands made their way under my shirt.
At first I sighed contentedly, but then I pushed him away and said "Stop, Zeke."
He looked at me, bit his lip and asked "Why?"
"I'm in love with someone else," I said without thinking. Now the honest, drunk part spoke out of me.
I let me fall on my back and added "I'm in love with him and was pretty stupid by pushing him away from me... by freaking out over my ex-boyfriend... by being overwhelmed by both boys and not knowing what to do, even though I knew who I wanted..." I looked to Zeke and he just smiled.
"I know it sounds crazy, but I understand," he said, bended forward to kiss my lips the last time and then looked at the door.
"I guess Katy finally found the fridge," he said with a smirk and I sat up again.
I took my phone and zoomed in to his bedroom door as Katy pushed it open...
"I told him I'm in love with Justin," I remembered and they both nodded, smiling.
"So even after being that wasted like you were, you told an almost foreign person that you can't make out with him, because you love someone else. Why is it so easy to tell someone else the way you feel, but don’t really realize for yourself?" Harry asked and I shrugged my shoulders.
He was right. I was in love with Justin. I loved every single stupid thing about this boy and now he was further away than ever. I told him that I would never ever talk to him again. Even though I knew what I was feeling about him now... I was still hurt. But why? Because he didn't wait for me after kicking him out? Because he met a girl, he was in a relationship with months ago? A girl he dated before he even knew that I existed?
I had to accept my decisions. Justin was now out of my life and it was probably better for all of us.
I swallowed and said "I don't want to feel that way. I don't want to love Justin. He has hurt me very bad and- and..." I didn't know how to end that sentence.
"And?" Tamina asked.
"I don't know," I said and tears welled up in my eyes. "I just want to get over him."
Harry patted my back and I let me fall in his chest. First he, then Tamina wrapped their arms around me. Tears run down my cheeks and I took a deep breath as I slipped away from him again.
"You will," Tamina promised and squeezed my hand.
The weeks passed and I started dating Mandy, one of the girls of "School Gyrls", which I have known for... I don't know, four months maybe. And I really did started liking her, even though she wasn't the one I wanted. Even though I wished her hair was dark chocolate brown instead of blonde. Even though I wished her eyes were green and brown instead of only brown. Even though I wished her voice was softer, her kisses sweeter and my feelings for her stronger.
Yes, she was beautiful. Yes, she was funny and yes, she deserved a brilliant boyfriend. But for now we were only dating. No one has said something about being in a relationship or something like that and I know I won’t in the near future.
I was packing my suitcase for the holidays. Only a few days separated me from being close to Melody again. Even though it was almost a week till I was going to see her, I felt a nervous tingle in my stomach.
I wasn't really sure, if we should stick to our plan. Since the day Selena, Matt and Harry stood in my room, I haven't heard anything from them. Okay, I had seen Harry with Tamina that one day, but he seemed stressed. I took a deep breath and called him.
"Hey, Harry, everything okay?" I asked as he answered it.
"Uh, hey," he said and I heard as he closed a room behind him. "You do know that I'm a long sleeper, right?"
I looked at my watch. Shit.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?"
"Nah, I just stood up to go to the bathroom. Lucky you. So tell me, what's up?"
"I'm a bit confused about our plan, Harry..." I admitted and he laughed shortly.
"Don't be. She still thinks of you and I have a feeling when someone belongs to each other, so stay calm" he said, but then stopped. "But wait. I've seen some articles about you and some blonde girl... Don't you tell me now that you've lost your feelings for Mel."
I closed my eyes and said "Trust me, that's impossible. She's stuck into my brain. Even though I wish I could, I can't forget her."
"Good," he exhaled and a little laugh escaped his lips.
"Because she feels the same way. I wish you guys could just meet up and talk, that would make things a lot easier," he said and I snorted.
"Yeah, as if it would be that easy," I said, but then I realized his words. "Wait. She- she feels the same way?"
"Oh yeah, she does. She tries to get over you, but fails every time..."
I stared at my suitcase and licked my lips.
"That's good, right?" I asked and Harry said "Yeah. Like I said: stay calm. We’ll see each other in a few days, okay? See you."
He hung up and I stared at my display.
She felt the same way. She. Felt. The. Same. Way. SHE FELT THE SAME WAY!
I went over to my laptop and retrieved my facebook page. Then I went on Melody's profile and clicked on her profile icon. It was a very, very beautiful one. Her smile reached from one ear to the other and her hair framed it perfectly. The green in her eyes bore into mine. Her lips looked so soft that the only thing I wanted to do was...
"What exactly are you doing?" someone asked and her voice pulled me from my thoughts.
Without noticing I had lifted my hand and almost touched the screen of my laptop. I slowly turned around and Mandy stood in the door frame.
"Oh, hey," I said and tried to smile.
"Who's that?" she asked and came nearer.
"She's- she's a friend of mine," I said and Mandy stared at the screen.
"A friend," she repeated and then looked at me.
"How comes that I've never seen her around this house?"
"She's very busy."
She looked at me long before she snap shut my laptop. "You do know that you have a girlfriend, right?" she asked and I took a deep breath.
What I was going to say would change a lot.
"That's the thing: I don't. I don't have a girlfriend. We're just dating, Mel- Mandy. We're just dating, Mandy," I said and she snorted.
"Just dating? We're going out since a few weeks now, Justin."
"I know, but... don't all of the good things come to an end?"
She gasped for air and narrowed her eyes. "Wow, you're exactly the asshole everyone has warned me about..." she said and I gritted my teeth. People were talking about me like that?
"Obviously," I said with a small voice and she just snorted again.
"Well, okay. Then I'll just get my things and go," she said and slowly walked trough my room, picking up some things she had left here.
Hm, that was easier than I thought.
I got up and took some dirty clothes and went to the basement to put that stuff in the washing machine. As I got in my room again, Mandy was sitting in my chair and was waiting for me.
"Have a nice life... or something like that," she said as I accompanied her to our front door.
"And have fun with that Melody girl," she added and left our house.
"Thanks," I said slowly, but she didn't turn around again
My phone vibrated as I got a new message. I folded the last shirt I wanted to take with me in the holidays and then checked my phone. I froze as I read the message.
I KNOW YOUR SECRET. YOU ARE A SLUT, DELETE THIS NUMBER YOU WHORE
The first thing I thought was that I hadn't changed Justin's contact name again.
And the second... my heart hurt.
Where did he found out that I kissed Zeke? What the hell was he thinking by calling me these names? I stared at the display.
I wanted to scream, to cry, to... to hurt him.
"It doesn't matter. He only makes it easier for you to move on. Delete his number, you deserve better things..." a small voice said in my head and I took a deep breath.
It was true. It really didn't matter how he found out or how he called me. Obviously he didn't want to have something to do with me and he's being a real jackass for insulting me, but... I was stronger than this dick. I was obviously more grown up.
Slowly I clicked on my contacts, searched for his name and selected Delete Contact.
"Contact will be deleted," a pop up said and I pressed Done.
I looked for another second at my phone and then went back to my suitcase. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I thought "It's over."
"Dinner's ready," I told Lauren, who was watching TV in the living room. She was watching a gossip report and just nodded. I stood a little moment longer in the door frame and looked up at the screen.
"Now back to our favorite celebrity Justin Bieber!" a girl said and pictures of him appeared. "Since he's dating Mandy Rain – don't we all love her hair? – he calmed down and seems happier than ever!"
A picture of a blonde girl appeared and then some of them together.
Justin was dating? Wait a minute – he insulted me for exchanging a few kisses with Zeke, but he's dating someone?
The girl appeared again and said "Today she visited him at his home again and he accompanied her to the door. I guess we all can see how he doesn't want to let her go. I mean, look at his facial expression!"
A picture popped up. A blonde girl, probably Mandy Rain, walked away from Justin's house. Jus was standing in the door frame; his both hands in his pockets and stared after her. They zoomed in to her and his facial expression and I had to look away.
It was true; both looked sad and lost in thoughts. I took a deep breath and went back to the kitchen.
"Lauren is about to come," I told my parents and mom nodded.
"Good, sit down, we have to talk with you all," she said and I sat down.
A few seconds later Lauren arrived and sat beside me.
"Okay, listen," my mom said and we looked to her. "We have bad news."
My father took her hand and I looked to him.
"We can't fly to Hawaii. Our boss decided we have to work these weeks, so we're probably catch that up in your winter holidays. Okay?" my dad said and looked confused at us. I looked around and Matt, Lauren and Harry all seemed pretty happy about that news.
"That's okay, so I have enough time for Selena until I have to focus on college," Matt said and smiled at them.
"And I have enough time to spend with Zayn until he'll be in the UK," Lauren said as I looked at her.
Then I looked at Harry and he said "And I have enough time with Tam until I'll leave with Zayn and she leaves for college."
I looked back at my parents.
My mom smiled relieved and said "I'm glad that you aren't miffed about it. You are the first ones to hear this news. I have to call the Somers and Biebers as well as the Beadles after dinner and tell them. They'll have to enjoy this holiday without us... or they'll wait with us."
Biebers. That meant... I didn't have to see Justin two weeks long after that text message. I didn't have to see him till seven months. Seven months sounded heavenly.
Now I started smiling too. That was the best news our parents ever have announced to us.
I raised my water glass as I said "Let's have a toast on our family."
My dad looked at me surprised, but then he raised his glass with a smile.
He repeated my words, but added "May we always stick together."
I looked around and now everyone held their glasses in the air.
"May we always help each other," Lauren said.
"May we always come back together," Matt said.
"May we always forgive each other," Harry said.
"May we last forever," my mother said.
"May we always stay strong," I said.
"A toast on our family," we said together and I took a deep sip.